Cropped

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

With my short cut of last year and this, the latest installment in my hair saga, February has officially become the month of change for me. After all, there's nothing better to break through the ennui of a long winter than doing something drastic.

Scarf, brooch and my favorite grey sweater-- thriftedPearl earrings-- a gift from my beauRead more about the skirt here.

While I have never been particularly attached to my hair, now that it's gone it is amazing to me how it served as a sort of security blanket, something that I clung to distract from my insecurities. On a good hair day, with long hair, it always felt like it didn't matter what my skin looked like or how I was dressed, my hair would command the most attention and draw the focus away from everything else.

With shorter hair, it feels like everything is under a microscope, and that's a feeling I actually welcome-- what an opportunity to explore and develop my personal style.